“You don’t have to worry about my relationship with Charles either. We’re comrades who have been through thick and thin, and he understands me.”

“Don’t worry about me! Do I look like the kind of person who would willingly bear grievances for others to you?”

Tristan shook his head.

She wasn’t the kind of person who would bear grievances for others, but she was the kind who would do it for him.

However, that was absolutely unacceptable as well.

As they sat close together, Sophie couldn’t help but smile at Tristan’s serious expression.

“You’re even more concerned about me than my dad. My dad isn’t even that worried about me!”

“Sophie, I don’t want to be your dad. I want to be your man!” And with that, Tristan pushed her down and captured her cherry-red lips with his.

He kissed her tenderly, and although it was just a kiss, he cherished every moment he had with his beloved woman.

After the kiss, he held her in his arms, feeling the tenderness that was meant for him alone. Only in moments like these would he feel her need for him.

Sophie was overly independent most of the time, as she was always able to handle everything perfectly on her own.

“Speaking of which, where’s Willow? Where did you leave her?” Sophie asked, realizing that she hadn’t inquired about her in a while because she didn’t find it necessary.

For as long as she could remember, she had been a paragon of patience and forgiveness when it came to Willow. And with the upcoming Christmas festivities, she couldn’t help but feel that if her beloved grandfather were still with them, he would want nothing more than for Willow to come home and join the celebrations.

“Why bother caring about her? She’s not worth your time,” Tristan replied coldly. Willow is an ungrateful and shameless woman who deserves to suffer. Let her spend Christmas alone on that deserted island! Christmas is no different from any other normal day for her. Anyone who dared to bully Sophie would do well to prepare for the worst, as I would not tolerate anyone mistreating Sophie.

insisted, “I think my grandfather would want to see her at home during Christmas.” After all,

was Sophie’s

for him that

back. But if she dares to hurt you again, I won’t let her

“Okay!”

never been afraid of her so

on the island, Willow had to learn how to

looked like a middle-aged

she no longer held any hope. She had sought help when she saw ships before, but this island belonged

“Willow, let’s go! You’ve always wanted to leave, right? It’s almost Christmas, so we’ll take you back

Willow was stunned.

almost Christmas?

you still want to

could Willow possibly not

back from the moment

and had always lived a privileged life since she was young. Here, she had to do everything

left, she would never come back. The thought of going through the

the ship as if afraid that whoever had come to collect her would change their

pitiful state. When Yale and Charmaine saw

in a relationship with Mr. Tristan, but they’re also planning to get married soon.” Despite everything, she was still their daughter, and seeing her in such

the end of the day, her fate rested entirely

stood to benefit from getting on his bad

in such a sorry state. Willow’s complexion, once fair and

back there again.” Willow’s

to my Willow? She looks like a peasant! She’s not even married yet and is in the prime of her youth, yet she already looks like she’s aged way beyond her years. How on earth

BBQ that night, Sophie’s phone suddenly rang, and it was Yale on the other end of the

Yale was worried that Sophie didn’t know about this, so he decided to call and

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